Beyond the Divorce

At that moment, Cane walked in, followed by a female executive from the airport. Cane reported, "We've checked the flight information thoroughly. So far, there's no record of Navi and George on any flight tickets. "They must have alternative identities," Atlas said with certainty.

His words suddenly filled me with urgency. If they had successfully disguised themselves and slipped past us, would Navi be able to take both my dads?

Feeling uneasy, I softly asked Atlas, "I don't understand. Why would my dad go with him? Isn't he afraid of us? There are so many people blocking his way. Is he underestimating our security checks?" "Navi must have been prepared. They must be using fake identities. I'm convinced they're in disguise," Atlas asserted. "Your dad must have followed him because Navi had many ways to threaten and coerce him." Threatened?

Could my dad have a vulnerability when it came to Navi?

Just then, a surprising scene appeared on the large screen, capturing everyone's attention.

A middle-aged man got out of a taxi nervously. His eyes darted around anxiously, glancing at the cameras.

As a non-police officer, I could sense something was amiss, so the keen-eyed police must have caught on as well.

The man got a wheelchair out of the car and helped an elderly lady with a leg problem out of the vehicle. But something seemed off about the elderly lady's limp.

and before I could speak, the others were already whispering,

at the cameras again, then started pushing the wheelchair inside. One of the airport police officers beside Atlas asked, "Should I send someone

the two individuals with certainty. "They're diverting our attention."

middle-aged man pushing the wheelchair. The man seemed to

fixed on the screen. I held my breath, but

Atlas exclaimed,

rushed out. Atlas turned and

quickly at the large screen, but I couldn't pinpoint which feed corresponded to Entrance

others were pouring out of the control room, heading toward

control room was

5, but

service desk. Airport police were questioning them, and a crowd of curious

reached Entrance 5, the people who were coming in were clearly visible, and we saw no

stern face